Heart of the Castle

Chapter 883 The Pope Falls, The Pass Collapses

His Majesty Pope Nicholas is still powerful. His roar made the Temple of God tremble slightly. His body was filled with fiery and pure light. The heat wave swept around with the light, making the shadow assassin Arlan Skett and the mad warrior Lord Ram Si Dong couldn't even get close. The former had even retreated tens of meters away, but he still felt a little unable to support himself. He had to hide behind the huge body of the Berserker Lord and use the Abyss Fierce Flame Domain to resist the terrifying light.

The two with legendary strength are still unable to get close to the source of light. The abyss alchemy, abyss evil god, and high-level succubus created by the castle heart are even more embarrassed. The situation of the holy griffin knight and the angel is slightly better. The light force is already repelling everything, even they can't get too close, staying at a distance of 20 meters from Pope Nicholas.

Only Li Weiston did not retreat, but walked forward facing the dazzling light. The flames of sacrificial fighting spirit protected his body, and he was blown behind by the oncoming hot air waves.The steps of the young regent became slower and slower, but as firm as ever.

"Get away...get away! Regent of the heretics, don't approach me...get away!" Pope Nicholas was trying his best to suppress the light power boiling in his body like a raging sea. When he saw Li Wei approaching him, he couldn't help but let out a cry Cursing in a hoarse voice, but in the next moment, another completely different voice came from his mouth, "This is my power, and it will always be mine. Nicholas the Betrayer... must not steal it!"

This voice obviously belonged to the remnant soul of Hyderas, and it resounded like a death knell, causing Levi Stone to show a surprised expression on his face. "What a persistent guy." The young regent muttered, and took the last step forward, standing very close to Pope Nicholas.

Now Pope Nicholas could hit Liveston's body as long as he stretched out his hand, but he couldn't move at all.His body trembled and swelled under the violent infusion of light power. The originally kind and clear face became extremely swollen after rejuvenation, and even his eyes were squeezed into two thin slits.

The out-of-control light force was about to tear Pope Nicholas' body apart. He desperately wanted to cut off the light bond behind him, but the fierce battle in the conscious world made it almost impossible for Pope Nicholas to distract himself from doing this.The consciousness fragments of Hyderas, the great monarch of the abyss, were once hidden in the depths of the divine fire. Now, due to the destruction of the divine fire, these fragments of consciousness invaded the world of Pope Nicholas' consciousness along the bond of light, and began to wreak havoc.

"Give up the hopeless struggle, Nicholas, and repent to the Lord of Glory, Flandala, for your sins!" Li Wei stared coldly at the bloated face of Pope Nicholas, who was sometimes crazy and sometimes painful, and announced every word said, and then raised the knight sword in his hand.

"Stupid...stupid mortal, do you think...with your insignificant power, you can...can hurt a true god?" A broken voice escaped from the mouth of Pope Nicholas, and the light was coming from him. Jet out of the eyes, like a golden flame. "I... will definitely persevere, master... the glorious priesthood, and then let you humble ants... bow down at my feet forever!"

"You who have no intention of repenting..." Li Wei's knight sword began to emit a milky white light from the blade. Deviated to the sides, "...just disappear with your own arrogance and ambition!"

At the same time as the voice fell, Li Wei tightly held the hilt of the knight's sword with both hands, and swung a sharp light forward with all his strength.The threat of death caused Pope Nicholas to howl like never before, and he raised his hands, trying in vain to grasp the cut blade.Although the body filled with the original power of light is about to explode, its defensive power is quite worthy of recognition. However, the knight sword in Li Wei's hand seems to be incredibly sharp. Accompanied by a particularly tragic scream, a golden-red blood light Shot from between the hands of Pope Nicholas, and the blade bit into the skin, sliced ​​through the flesh, severed the bone...

The continuous pain caused Pope Nicholas' scream to increase several times. It was as sharp as a sharp knife across the surface of an iron shield. Mustung couldn't help but raised his hand and covered his ears.

Li Wei gritted his teeth. He is quite envious of the evil gods of the abyss now, because they have at least one more pair of arms than humans, and they can cover their ears while maintaining an offensive.At least hundreds of red-hot steel needles pierced Li Wei's skull from both ears, making him almost want to back away, but a surge of anger rising from his chest made the young regent stand firm and suppressed him with a roar. Down all the screaming.

"For all the innocents who died under your conspiracy!" The voice not only erupted from Li Wei's throat, but also the roar of all the innocent souls at the same time, "Nicholas, who is burning in the abyss demon realm!" Repent in the fierce fire!"

The blade crashed down, shattering the last trace of resistance of Pope Nicholas, and the subsequent sound was mixed with countless roars, cries and roars, and a translucent milky white figure emerged from the knight sword in Li Wei's hand, and entered The body of Pope Nicholas, the expression of Pope Nicholas immediately changed from ferocious to dull, and then golden light erupted from his eyes, nostrils, ears, and half-open mouth at the same time, looking like a burning flame.

"Run, Master Li Wei, this guy is going to explode!" When the figure of the soul breaker reappeared, golden spots appeared on the surface of his body, and then he quickly got into the knight's sword.Li Wei hardly had time to notice whether his saber had changed, so he immediately turned around and rushed towards the bronze gate of the Temple of God at full speed.

"Retreat, retreat all!"

Following the order issued by the young regent, the troops remaining in the Palace of Gods immediately rushed towards the huge portal. The Berserker Lord Ramsdon was the last to leave the Palace of Gods. His body was obviously too large. , When he squeezed through the portal, he got stuck for a while, and thanks to the shadow assassin Alan Skett gave him a hard kick, he disappeared into the bluish-white light together.

Almost as soon as the bronze door was closed, there was an earth-shattering loud noise from behind the door. Li Wei, who was leaning against the door, almost felt the door groaning in pain under the terrible impact.Fortunately, the defensive power of the bronze gate made by the gods is indeed trustworthy. After 2 minutes, the violent turbulent flow of divine power disappeared, causing Li Wei to let out a deep breath.

"everything is over."

"No, Master Li Wei, there is one more important thing that hasn't been done yet!" The immature voice of the soul breaker came from the edge of the knight's sword that was almost forgotten, and then the milky white transparent figure appeared again. Much more solid, and his expression looks contented.

"What's more important?" Li Wei shook his head wearily, "Nicholas, the war criminal, gave the first sword, and justice has been done. There is nothing more important than this... By the way, Soul Breaker, just now you Is there no danger to eliminate Nicholas and the remnant soul of the abyssal monarch?"

"Not at all, and I must thank you for your hospitality!" The Dark Sun Artifact said happily to Levi, "It's a delicious soul, and the amount is plentiful. Even the Lord of the Dark Sun, Dimalit, doesn't have such a feast It can be rewarded to me, it seems that my choice this time is not wrong at all."

"It's not your choice." Li Wei smiled and spread his hands, "I remember seeing you depressed for a long time after waking up, not even willing to perform your obligations as a contractor. "

"Hehehe, if I had known that there was such a delicious soul to devour, I wouldn't have chosen that brat!" The soul breaker shook his body a few times, then turned his head again, with the same serious tone and expression on Li. Wei suggested, "Master Li Wei, it seems that the Temple of God has calmed down, so we should go get the spoils?"

"What spoils?" Li Wei raised his eyes in confusion, "Soulbreaker, I thought it was impossible for Pope Nicholas' body to survive the explosion just now."

"Of course it's impossible. Nothing can survive the turbulent flow of divine power just now, even a strong man who is already at the peak of legend or a pure soul body like me." The soul breaker patted Chest, "But the godhead and priesthood of the gods will not be. That is far more solid than the turbulent flow of divine power. There is almost no way to damage the godhead of a true god."

Li Wei still had a slightly doubtful expression on his face, "Take the godheads of the gods as trophies? I can't do such a thing. And the godheads are not so easy to be absorbed and used, as you saw just now, Nicholas taught Zong Haohao is also a well-known veteran legendary powerhouse, who was actually propped up to burst by the godhead of the Lord of Glory, Flandara. Even if we didn't give him the last blow just now, the chances of Pope Nicholas being able to sustain it are very high. Not very big."

"That's because he is too greedy and stupid, and he wants to devour the godhead of the powerful and powerful Lord Flandara in one fell swoop." The Soul Breaker laughed sharply, "Even if he is the same True God, the power of the gods is also very different. The weak Goddess of Spring, Rukia, and the mighty Lord of Radiance, Flandara, cannot be compared at all. The difference in strength between them is almost the same as that between ordinary soldiers and legendary strongmen same gap."

"Soul sucker, since you know this is stupid and overreaching, why do you encourage me to give it a try?" Li Wei's face showed a bit of deliberate ferocity, "Could it be that you can't wait Do you want to change the master?"

"Ah, Master Li Wei, you are different from that guy Nicholas! The alchemy ceremony has made your soul pure and flawless, and there is no essential difference compared with the demigod who has ignited the divine fire. It's a little less intense, but I have a way around that little problem."

When he said this, there was a proud expression on the face of the soul breaker, "Dimalit, the lord of the dark sun, who created me, and Flandala, the lord of light, belonged to the existence that was born at the same time. Since the ancient gods fell in battle, Since the defeat, Dimalit has been peeping at Flandara's godhead all the time, so he is ready to devour the godhead. In my memory, there just happens to be such a method that can absorb slowly and without danger A true god's godhead, as for whether the divine power contained in the godhead is strong or not, it will only be related to the length of time it takes to absorb it, and will not be related to any other issues."

Just as the body of Pope Nicholas exploded in the center of the Temple of God, the battle above the Death Pass had also come to an end.The Lord of the Eyes, Tomad Jansen, is of course extraordinary in strength, and he can resist the power of the three powerful men, the Scourge Knight Rodriguez, the Burning Dragon King Darija, and the Blazing God Envoy Rist Robinson, but his subordinates Those dark elves legendary powerhouses retreated steadily, especially when the alchemy giant statue who ignored all magic appeared in the air carrying a huge ghost musket, which sounded the death knell of these dark elves' defeat.

"Scatter, scatter!" Yan just pointed his musket at a dark elf assassin, and Mr. Dish let out a cry that was almost frightened, "Everyone, get out of Yan's surroundings, hurry up!"

Before the words were finished, a thunderous rumble reverberated over the Pass of Desperation, and flames that seemed to be able to melt metal erupted from the muzzle... and the body and tail of the musket carried on Yan's shoulder.Intense air waves swept in all directions, and the dark elves who bore the brunt were immediately engulfed by the blazing flames, and even the sound of the magic protection bursting was drowned in the echo of the rumbling noise.

Mr. Dish managed to regain the control of the flying magic before his body hit the cliff, and turned into a deep purple electric light swaying and soaring into the sky.But other people were not so lucky. In order to protect BlazBlue Astana, the emerald dragon king Zhanqing Augustus was hit by a rock and broke his right wing, and landed in a whirl; There was a swollen lump on his head that was bigger than the head of an ordinary person, and he was directly unconscious under a pile of collapsed rubble. Blood gurgled from the wound, staining a large area of ​​land red in the blink of an eye.

Of course, the alchemy giant Xiangyan was the one who suffered the most damage from the explosion of the ghost musket. His body, which could withstand even a blow from the burning dragon king Dariga with all his strength, was covered with cracks and fine lines, and his head was even missing. The bare shoulders, and half of the musket that was once carried on the shoulders.

Even the Lord of the Eyes and others who were in the fierce confrontation stopped their hands, and looked at the desperate pass that seemed to have suffered a catastrophe—or the former fatal pass. The violent explosion had already blown down one of the cliffs. A natural slope several hundred meters long was left behind, and the cliff on the other side had also become riddled with holes. The broken rocks rolled down one after another, completely blocking the already narrow valley bottom.

"Gods beckon..." Sir Rodriguez couldn't help saying, "The leader of the little elves, Si'er, once told me that they took the development of a weapon with a power beyond the legendary peak as the next problem that the Secret Rhythm Tribe is going to overcome... …The way I see it, if you take away the key element of security, these guys have really pulled it off!"

"Are you sure that the name of this thing shouldn't be Destroyer Tyrant III?" Rist Robinson's cheeks twitched uncontrollably a few times, "Your Majesty Darija, you are already the pinnacle of legendary powerhouses , if this thing explodes beside you, are you sure you can survive?"

"Not at all." Burning Dragon King Dariga's face was also very ugly, and even the gorgeous shiny scales seemed a little dimmed, "I guess I will be torn to pieces by the explosion immediately, after all, with that obsidian giant statue In comparison, I am still flesh and blood."

The eyes of the lord Tomad Jansen also showed fear, and he muttered to himself stiffly, "Small elves... There is no need for such inferior and dangerous creatures... If... I must Wipe these guys out of the world!"

"Thomad Jansen, the victory has been decided, and you lose!" The figure of Mr. Dish rode the dark purple lightning, and stayed beside Sir Rodriguez. "Your subordinates have all been destroyed—although not according to my plan, now you are alone and cannot be our opponent. This battle is over!"

"End?" There was a hint of teasing playfulness in the golden eyes of the lord with eyes, and his tone was relaxed and dismissive, as if Mr. Dish was not the one who was inferior, "You said it was over? Dish Friedrich, your thinking is too naive, right? That little friend of yours just did something that surprised me. I thought it would take me to do it myself. That greedy Nicholas Kaiyuan The old guy has already been destroyed, and next, it's time for me to ascend to the Palace of God!"

A sharp light suddenly flashed in Mr. Dish's eyes, "Tomade...no, the dark side of my soul! What do you want to do?"

"Of course what I want is the godhead of the gods who have fallen. Old Dish whose brain is blocked by light and kindness, have you forgotten the real purpose of the Alchemy God Realm?" A cold smile began to be drawn at the corner of the mouth of the Lord of the Eyes. Then the arc became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a burst of arrogant laughter echoing in the sky.

"Prince Ermufasa of Abraham, show your final use as a minion of alchemy!"

(End of this chapter)